Tagged: Religion

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Visiting churches with non-religious people

Just for the record, I am a non-religious person. But I grew up Catholic, and went to mass occasionally and always at Easter and Christmas, and I went through all the Catholic rituals like my First Communion and my Confirmation. I’ve read the bible more or less through, and I...

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Lincoln Days

I ended up spending 6 nights in Lincoln. It’s not what I intended, but it’s what happened. I didn’t completely succumb to urban relaxation, though. I still fit in 3 significant walks, as well as a visit to the Cathedral and the Guildhall. I don’t like religion. I have no...

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I blame the Prado

I’m suffering a little from a hangover today and I lay the blame entirely at the feet of the Prado Museum. “Museo del Prado (Madrid) 04” by Brian Snelson from United Kingdom – Flickr. Licensed under CC BY 2.0 via Wikimedia Commons. The Prado is a world class art gallery...

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Here I Am, Here You Are

Can’t remember what happened last time? Read the first parts of the story here: One: Parking in the Rain Two: A Doorway Three: The Party At the end of voting on part 3 there was a tie. The choices were: She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and started...

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The Leaderboard

I met up with Jed down at the Swinging Abbey. He was already a beer ahead and immediately started waxing lyrical before I’d even sat down. “I’ve been thinking about religion,” he said. “Me and the missus went cycling on the weekend and we went past the Jehovah’s Witness Kingdom...

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The Cock of Marrakech

His puny brain was only capable of meagre thought, but he knew this – the dawn was his. “I!” he had yelled out, time and again. “I rule this place! Am I not the king? Look at my crown!” But his pleas were futile. No one could hear him over...

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Aldo’s Name Day

Martin read the menu at the restaurant under the market. Looked like it was meat, onions and beer territory. Well, it could be worse. He took a seat. He ordered a local beer and a plate of ćevapi – some sort of sausage. As he sipped his beer he thought,...

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The bells, the bells

We can’t avoid this, Zagreb. We have to talk about the bells, the obsession with bells. It is not a mild obsession; kicking off at 6 in the morning they continue on til 10 at night. Usually, they are regular and seem to follow a schedule, but then there are...

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6. Dear St Patrick

Dear St Patrick, I passed a man on the street yesterday who was telling a girl that you killed a dragon and saved all Ireland. If he hadn’t been trying to get into the girl’s pants I would’ve stopped and corrected him. Yesterday was your name day but today I...